AN: Oh God. I'm horrible. I'm pretty sure I have ADD. I already have too many stories, but I was so hype about this I had to get it out there to you guys. I'll just work even harder. ANYWHO: WELCOME, WELCOME ALL! To those of you who have read some of my other works, this is a bit gaudier than those other ones. Lets just say these characters like to cuss. I also feel like this is more in your face realist, but who knows, maybe its not. BUT TO ANY OF YOU WHO FAILED TO UNDERSTAND THAT THIS STORY HAS GAY LOVE IN IT: IT DOES. ITS THERE. ITS ALL OVER. So, now that thats settled, please, grab one of your socks (if your not wearing any grab your feet) and enjoy my brand new story!

Disclaimer: Every time I write this, a little piece of my soul dies.

Sasuke Uchiha rubbed a silken hand over his face in annoyance.

"Another one?"

"Well yes, Sasuke, you need a stylist. We even fired your make-up girls, so your new stylist has to double team it. We're catering to your every need here."

Sasuke glared up at his manager. "I'm a guy, I don't need make-up."

Sakura growled in frustration. "Really? Because it seems to me that you're acting like a spoiled, rotten, six year old girl!"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists. How he wished he could fire her. For the love of God, he wished he could fire her. But he couldn't, so he kept his mouth shut and instead swiveled and turned away on his heels. Sakura followed closely behind him, matching his strides surprisingly well in her stilettos.

"Look, Sasuke, this guy is the best in the nation. He-"

"Guy?"

"Well, yes. Since you've turned down every other fucking stylist, all girls, we thought we might try a guy this time. He might be more your taste, masculine."

Sasuke heart spiked. He scowled, however, and shook it off. "More masculine? Sakura, I bet he's gay. I'm willing to bet you one hundred dollars."

Sakura glared up at him, but she had a dreamy expression in her eyes. "I assure you, Sasuke. He's one of the manliest guys I've ever seen."

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Naruto Uzumaki paced nervously around Sasuke Uchiha's dressing room. Sasuke Uchiha! He'd almost shit himself when he'd got the call from Sakura, Sasuke's manager, that they would like to hire him as his full time, on the road and at home, stylist and make-up artist. Running his hands through his hair, Naruto shook off his nervousness. He didn't have any right to be nervous. They hired him. They wouldn't walk in here, look at him, and decide he wasn't good enough. Right? Blowing out a sigh, Naruto looked at himself in the mirror. He had grown his blonde hair out a bit, so he resembled his father, minus the unscarred cheeks. Those, he could never get rid of.

Jumping when the door behind him opened, Naruto turned around to look at… Dear Lord. Sasuke Uchiha was standing right in front of him, looking as if he had just fallen from heaven and landed right there. Swallowing, Naruto wanted to slap himself. He would not fangirl, no matter how hard his gay side was getting right now. Sasuke was most certainly not gay, and they both knew it. Hell, he probably paid Sakura with sex. No. Wait. That sounded bad.

"Are you Naruto? Naruto Uzumaki?" Sasuke asked. His voice sounded like melting chocolate. Naruto cleared his throat and nodded, smiling his most charming, brilliant, award-winning grin he could muster. Sakura looked about ready to faint. Sasuke, however, only widened his eyes.

"You're fired."

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The blonde's face fell like a led sinker on a fishing rod. Straight down it went, and Sasuke felt himself wince inwardly. He didn't want to put this beautiful boy out of a job; he just could not, and would not, jeopardize his secret. It weighed too heavily on his career. Sakura let out a small yelp and turned around to glare daggers at Sasuke. But his onyx orbs were locked on Naruto, who seemed to be mulling over his options when, finally, he looked up. Sasuke's knees weakened a notch. His eyes were so beautiful.

"But… Why?" He asked, and Sasuke frowned a little, not used to be challenged.

"I…" Sasuke swallowed and then scowled. "Forget it. Meet back in here in twenty minutes." Then he stormed out of the room, leaving Sakura and Naruto alone. Rapidly walking down the hallways of the giant stadium, Sasuke managed to find the exit, and pushed out of the building into the sunshine. He could hear his fans bustling around and sucked in a breath. He did not want another mob. Ducking his head, Sasuke made sure to remain unseen. He just needed a breath of fresh air, then he would go back in and deal with his new nuisance. How would he deal with him, though? He seemed too stubborn to work for Sasuke. Stubborn people didn't get along with Sasuke. Letting his head fall back against the brick, he closed his eyes. It would be so much harder to hide it now. Why did he have to be so goddamned beautiful? Maybe if he was really annoying… Maybe if he irked Sasuke to the point of madness, maybe that would keep the thrill down to a minimum. And also perhaps the fact that he might be straight as an arrow, as Sakura had suggested earlier. Sucking in air to help release the building tension in his back and shoulders, Sasuke pushed off the wall and stood once more, flicking hair out of his eyes.

Pulling open the door to the stadium, Sasuke slipped quietly back in. The roaring of his fans soon echoed throughout the building, and Sasuke knew that the gates had opened. Pushing his way deeper into the maze of the stadium, Sasuke didn't even notice Naruto until he ran straight into him. Stumbling, he pushed Naruto up against a wall and held him there with his body as he tried to regain his balance. There were hands on his shoulders, and he was suddenly steady again. Sasuke looked up and Naruto was grinning at him, and he appeared completely unruffled. Sasuke stood himself up quickly, and Naruto sucked both his lips into his mouth as if trying to keep the laugher in.

"You ok there, Uchiha?"

Sasuke blew the hair out of his face and glanced over at Naruto with an annoyed expression.

"I'm fine, Uzumaki. Now, are you gonna help me with my utterly horrid sense of style or not?"

Naruto closed his eyes and shook his head. Then he lightly punched Sasuke on the arm. "Sure. But you know what else you need to work on? Your utterly horrid pessimism."

Sasuke opened his mouth, but quickly closed it. He wasn't even going to dignify that with a response. But, his stupid brain could not refuse the opportunity, so he spoke up. "I could fire you right now."

Naruto nodded slowly, then ran his hands through his hair. He had such gorgeous hair. "You could. But, you could also fire me in two minutes, or a day, maybe two months. Who knows, maybe never."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and turned away, trying to keep the smile off his face. When they reached his dressing room, Naruto opened the door and bowed, ushering Sasuke in. Annoyance prickled at the edges of his mind, but then, so did amusement. Naruto shuffled quickly in after Sasuke and closed the door behind him, and proceeded to turn to the rack of clothes in front of him. He ran a hand through his long hair before he selected a pair of pants and threw them at Sasuke. Startled, the raven scrambled to catch them, just as a chain was being flung at his face. Grunting in irritation, Sasuke placed the pants and the chain on the chair beside him and walked up to Naruto, who was flicking impatiently through the shirts on the rack, muttering to himself all the while.

"Aha! This should do, Sasuke, let me see…" Naruto turned around and held up a light gray shirt with Sasuke's favorite band on it. Guns n Roses. Naruto's head tilted to the side as he looked Sasuke up and down, then he nodded happily to himself. He flung the shirt into the pile next to Sasuke and then crouched on the floor, searching around the shoes.

"You like Converse, right?" he called, and Sasuke raised his eyebrows before responding his affirmative. Naruto happily hummed and then a pair of white Converse whizzed by Sasuke, landing about ten feet from the clothes pile. Naruto stood up and placed his hands on his hips, looking Sasuke up and down. There wasn't anything sexual or even playful in his gaze; he was all business.

"Now, get dressed. I have to make sure you look like sex on a stick for your fans out there." Sasuke marveled at how masculine Naruto sounded, no matter what came out of his mouth. Hell, he probably could be gossiping about Miley Cyrus and would sound like he had just fucked someone into oblivion. Sasuke complied, taking the clothes in his hands. Looking up at Naruto, he raised his eyebrows. Realization dawned on the blonde's face and he grinned before turning away, flipping through more clothes racks. Sasuke quickly slid out of his pants first, pulling on the black skinny jeans Naruto had forced upon him. Then he pulled off his loose white t-shirt and pulled on the Guns n Roses tank top, which was a strange fitting. It wasn't too tight, but it was almost flowy. Sasuke frowned down at it then looked up. He pursed his lips in surprise. He looked pretty badass. Then again, the lip stud was helping the image a lot.

Naruto must have heard the stop of clothes rustling, for he turned around and squinted at Sasuke, as if assessing. The raven stood still as Naruto stalked around him like a lion. Occasionally he'd reach out and tweak something on Sasuke, but when he was finally satisfied, he grabbed the metal chain necklace and dropped it over Sasuke's head. He smiled as the necklace fell into place and ruffled Sasuke's hair. Surprised by the sudden contact, Sasuke pulled back quickly. Naruto cast him a look.

"I'm your stylist, and make-up artist, Sasuke. You're gonna have to get used to me touching you." As if to prove a point, Naruto reached up and ruffled the raven's hair again. Sasuke grumbled in annoyance but allowed it. "You just have to put on your shoes and you're ready to go." Naruto informed him as he put an x over something on the clipboard hanging next to the door.

"I have about twenty minutes before the concert."

Naruto looked up from xing things off and met his gaze. "You do. This is a true fact."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and went to collect his shoes, unlacing them before continuing.

"You wanna get coffee or something? You're the only decent person on this set."

Naruto froze, and then started laughing. He placed the pen down and turned to look at Sasuke.

"See? Wasn't it a good idea to keep me?"

AN: I do hoped you liked this little sort of beginner chapter. I know, it wasn't my best, but I wanted to get everyone established in the story before I really start to do stuff. But, if you guys have any things you think might add to the story (already, I know) please leave a review, because I'm torn between what could happen right now, and I know once I get past this standstill, I can blow this whole thing up. So I promise you I will most definitely improve. Don't you worry. Thanks for reading, and please leave a review if you have time o: I love em :D! Just like I love you O_O *creepy stalker face*

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